🌚 The poem by EMURA that is not for you 🌚

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Sometimes I wonder if I'm real... If my actions are reflected in these universes, in yours... I only analyze my form and my being in seconds and remember my brutal story... How a little girl who was murdered and raped could have rested in peace but... I just stay here, because I neither see, nor feel, nor smell, nor taste like you. I do it differently since I transcended through other methods, despite taking a body like yours... All I can do is rest a little while I go through everything, your life, my life, the one who will be born five years from now or the one who died years ago because... Yes... I can see the future and the past... Only... Everyone says that the Gods don't collapse, but here I am, visible to you... Because you don't see the history of the other gods and you don't know their past, and you'll never know if they collapse, and you'll never know when you die if it was fate or the loss of their sanity. Only I know, but my mind plays tricks on me, letting me be dominated by My sadness and my crisis... Despite being portrayed as the evil or demonic side, giving a childish twist
OF EMURA.....

#EMURA #HALLOWEEN

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